Sunday, November 20, 2011

chapter 3 : NEW FRIENDZ

No one can escape death, i just wrote it on the wall ... and just left my cell
i was asked to take my plates also to the new room, and i looked stupid with my plate and glass .but here in this darkness who cares.
i joined the new room , were i saw an old face , but with a shinning eyes.. he cant be a criminal. ..
he just nodded as i asked for a space to sit... dont know what he was writing,,, but he was a very serious guy.. i felt like asking his crime...

to be frank i was a bit confused.. or it can be said also as fear..

he was having no black in his head and of course he was slim with his skin sagging .. and veins well drawn.. i coughed and as i was about to ask his name - he prompted his name.. VISHAL KRISHNAMOORTHY " nice to see u sir,,. am JOHN ..

he continued to write and i kept on looking at tat for a long time.. and i dont know wen i slept in between...
wen light rushed into the pupil... i saw him standing at the cell door ... i asked him why are you in here... i dont know from where i got the courage... i am not that bold and tough guy...

i killed my wife.... simple answer .. coolest tone... !!

wow!! wife... ??? but why her .. i had moi doubts

sorry he said no answers.. he just smiled at me ..

may be after two mins .. he asked .. married""??

hell no... i said..

why ??

my address changed suddenly to PO box jail... i laughed and said

he did the same ..

so you were about to marry??

no sir..

i WAS a student ..

am just 22 sir...

" i dont know why i kept calling him sir"" even though we are in the same place for same issues...

you missed the rope... right..??

yeahhh ... i missed ..

how was it..??

its really cold.... and dark...

hmmm... he just did that oly... i think in future i will also be like him....

sir why u killed ur wife...???
he looked at me as if am the 100th one to ask ...
we sat oppsite facing each other.. when ever he gave me a strong look.. i cudnt withstand it..
i kept low ..

i just killed her
do u have any problem kid

i nodded to say a no

ok sir you take rest ,.. am not asking ... anything...

ok.. what was ur subject.. he asked me..

journalism...


did you end up in political drammas ... he asked again...

ya sort of.... i was sad

i did my best... but ended up here.... lost every thing ... may be HE is having some other plans for me... "pointing up "


lets sleep ... he said... and wil talk after this night


TO BE CONTINUED


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